Fort Worth weekly gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1887-07-15

| acted as IL they were whole; MS rloS
spine, neck and skull all seemed to re
tain their continuity; be was forced Il
the conclusion that ne had actual
" escaped with no bones frsc
tured, and even, so far as he coulC
tell, without brulse. He next set him
self TO finding out where he was. H
was standing upon something which, or
investigation, turned out to be the side
Of the car, or rsther the place where s
window had formerly been. In this posi-
ton the floor Of the Car rose ike wall il
front Of him, the ceiling behind, while
the divisions OF the sections inclosed him
on the right and LETT. Around his feet
was quantity of pvomiscuCus bedding
and other rubbish.
al wonder if 1 am in my berth or in
somebody else's?" said ne.
He felt in his Walstcoat pocket, and
found there box of wax vestss. These
vestas were about two inches long, and
would burn for five minutes. He lit one,
and hunted for the number CT the section,
which he presently discovered. No, it
was not his number. II was an uneven
number, aud therefore on the side Of the
] car opposite 10 his own. "And by the
! way" he exclaimed suddenly, cts Mr..
! Smiths number! I'Ye fallen into his
/ berthu'
This discovery affected MIN oddly, as
/ if be were the chosen instrument of fate
| A coat was dangling from q hook in
/ front OF him He thrust his hand into
inc inside breast pocket, and pulled out Q
wallet and a quantity of papers. Some of
/ the latter bore Mr.. Smiths name upon
them. Sitting down on the broken wiz
dow, he rapidly looked them over. The
/ United States bond was not among them;
uor was it in the wallet.
lie put the things back in the pocket
aud reflected. His reflections were cut
short Oy the fame Of the yesta, which mad
/ burned down 10 MS fingers. He blew it
( out, and dragging himself up by the par
/ titiou looked down the aisle OF the car.
| There was darkness, tumult and COnfus-
I ion everywhere, and no sigu Of Mr.. Smith.
It occurred to the detective that this gen
tleman might have been killed; but the
idea gave him no pleasure, either person
ally or professionally. Sir. Smith had
shown himself an agreeable fellow, and
he probably possessed some knowledge
which the detective would have liked to
share.
Sitting on the edge OF the partition the
detective lit another vesta and looked
about him. At length he cast his eyes
directly in front OF him, and there, still
wedged underneath the bed, was the
valise, probably the only article IL the car
which mad not been disIOdged during the
smash-Up. He reached forward and with
q vigorous jerk succeeded IN getting it
out. The Key was still in the lock, Mr..
Smith, after tSking out his night gown,
having forgotten TO replace it in his
pocket.
The detective ClSmbered down sgaln to
his former position, sat down and opened
the valise. ItCOntGined q Chsuge Of linen,
pair Of trousers, q pair OF slippers and
other odds and ends Of q gentleman's
travelling wardrobe. There was not
scrap Of paper Of any Kind IN It. The de-
tective closed the Gag, locked it, and
sighed. What was the Uae Of q railway
accident and Of his falling into MIR.
Smiths section, if he were not to lind the
bond after ali?
He was Just about to start on an eX-
petition in search Of MIR. Smith, when the
voice Of that gentleman himself saluted
his esrs, and, looking up, he saw a head
peeTing round the corner Of the adjoining
section.
"Can you tell me, sir" the head In
CURED, "where 1 csn ind section No.
~"
"This is No. 9. Do you belong here?"
81 believe so. l got q bump on my
head when fell out, and l don't know
what happened after that. I'm q little
mixed. Are my clothes there?"
"There are some clothes hanging to
peg; and there's 4 valise."
The head gave grunt, and there was
noise Of scratching and milling, fol
lowed by the projection Of Mr.. Smiths
entire body into the berth. He still wore
q nightgown, but his red silk nightcap
was gone, and there was q confusion on
lis bald forehead as big as an Old-fash-
toned silver watch. lie was evidently
somewhat dazed and dizzy, and after
standing unsteadily for 8 moment he
squatted down upon heap Of bedding.
II ,ri-E they'd bring Us a light" he
aid, in 8 discouraged tone. CHOW can
man ever find anything IN such q black
hoe IS thiS?"
"l've got some wax matches here" re-
turned the detective pOli1 }ly. "Were you
looking fer anything psIticGlar:"
81 dCl't suppose there's any use hunt
ing for in this mess. By George, l feel
pretty siCk?' Here the detectiy lit his
third ves:e MI Smith blinked ana stared
about him ia s helpless way. ~ had
paper" he said; "Would you mind look
Ing in the pocket of my coat there-if
there's anything LETT IL it."
"Wnst sort OF q paper was it?'' in
CURED the detecti e, suppressing g tremOr
OF the voice. "An1thiDg especially ValU-
a5le?"
"Weu it represented 3 considerable
value" Mr.. Smith replied. The detective
felt the blood rush to his lace. "You see,
l had bond that bought yesterday" the
other went or, hating between his sen
fences, ga United States 3 20 for thou
saDd-that is five hundred"
"I5 doesn't seem to 5e here" ssid the
detective, handing the papers TO Mr..
Smith. SIS there any other place I could
look for you? It wouldn't easily be
lost "
con, it was Just a slip OF paper, you
know" Mr.. Smith observed, ''nOt more /
than three Or four inches long. Oh, ] +
now; put it in the pocket OF /
my walstc0st. If you would kindly look .
there"
"I1 the pocket OF your wsistcoat?
How could you get $40 bond into your
pocket?"
Goa, it wasn't the bond itself, you
know; il was the receipt"
"The receipt? What receipt? 4 re-
caIDt for 500 bOud!" exclaimed the
detective il anxious perpieXity, and, as If
to symbolic the sudden darkenIrg OF his .
horizon, the wax vesta Ia his hand went